Stanetsky-Hymanson Memorial Chapel

10 Vinnin Street, Salem, MA


Marilyn Aaronson

April 10, 1948January 2, 2020

of Melrose, MA entered into rest on January 2, 2020 at the age of 71. Dear daughter of Pearl (Greif) Aaronson of Hawaii and (the late) Lawrence Bernard Aaronson. The sister of Arthur Alan Aaronson of Hawaii. She leaves behind dear cousins Beth and Michael Aaronson of Lynnfield MA and many other relatives.

She grew up in East Meadow, NY and graduated from Wilkes College (BA 1970) and Northeastern University (MA 1978) A highly respected Child Protective Social Worker, Marilyn received national recognition from the Child Welfare League of America. In 1992 she was celebrated with a Pride in Performance Award for her outstanding performance caring for and protecting children. With this award, the Manuel Carballo Governor’s Award for Excellence in Public Service, Marilyn was recognized as the most inspired employee in the entire Department of Social Services. She was a dedicated member of Temple Emmanuel of Wakefield and loved antiquing and writing poetry in her spare time. A graveside funeral service for Marilyn will be held on Sunday January 12, 2020 at 11:30AM in Mt. Ararat Cemetery, 1165 Route 109, Lindenhurst, NY 11757. Memorial observance will be held at the home of Beth and Michael Aaronson, Lynnfield, MA on Monday, January 20, 2020 from 7 until 9PM.

In lieu of flowers, expressions of sympathy may be made in her memory to charities which promote education and provide support in the community about Parkinson’s Disease from which she suffered for over 20 years, including www.parkinsonalliance.org.

For more information or to register in the online guestbook, please visit www.stanetskyhymansonsalem.com.

Please find a heartfelt poem below written by Marilyn at the age of 57:

Me at 57

According to the fashion magazines

I should be using anti-aging cream

Foundation, lipstick and blush

And scheduling plastic surgery

But what about the me you never see

Popping prescription pills 4 to 5 times a day

Without the inner being, there can be no me

All will be gone

Yes I’m sick, everyone gets sick

We all die but-

Some know now, others live and wait

Still others wait to die and never live

I’m just trying to understand

Too make the inevitable palatable

On days when tear ducts fill because the only answer is none

When I’ve cried enough to fill the Charles

Or stayed in doors for fear of falling

I conquer my fears and buy still another pink blush

Being good to myself at discount stores

Is that the answer

Be happy, buy a gift for a friend

Read Plato or Danielle Steele

Avoid the ones who hate

Dying, we all do it It’s not a race

But if I’m wrong, please

Let me be the loser


  • Graveside Funeral Service Sunday, January 12, 2020


Marilyn Aaronson

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Sara Beck Svetitsky

January 12, 2020

Marilyn was my cousin on our mothers' side and the only girl cousin at all near my age; when I was young, she was the relative I was closest to. I would spend most of our family visits to East Meadow hanging out with Marilyn in her room. Many hours were spent there talking, and reading her poetry, and talking more. We went our separate ways for some years and reconnected in Boston. There I saw that my dreamy, poetic cousin had become a hero-- the social worker who could take on even the most heart-breaking cases and do something positive . But I think she was still, and always a dreamer, even with the work in child protection, even with the dreadfull illness--and I loved her for it. Rest now, Marilyn.